I have a new favorite pastime. I finally got around to fulfilling part of realistic goal #6 and put pictures on my digital picture frame. Why didn’t I do this sooner? I love it. I usually take a few minutes each morning and sit with my coffee and watch each picture slowly flash by.

Watching the pictures is a reminder of how I’m really beginning to love photography and how I want to learn more about it. I love my camera and I love to experiment with it and learn new settings and fancy photography lingo like aperture. With digital photography, I often take MANY pictures… too many to scrapbook. A digital frame is a great way to display these pics.

The other thing I’ve realized is that I love to reminisce as I watch each picture. For a few brief minutes I’m transported back to those fun moments. I watch the transformation of our new home as carpet is ripped out, new floor is put in, fresh paint is applied to the wall, and a gaping hole in my dining room wall is transformed into a sliding glass door. It reminds me to stop obsessing over the household chores that have yet to be done and instead remember all the hard work that has gone into it.

One of my favorite house photos is the one from New Year’s Eve, when Drew and I took a break from house chores and relaxed in front of the TV with champagne. There was cardboard covering the windows, a bare subfloor underfoot, and our modest loveseat and recliner plopped in front of the TV, which sat on the bare subfloor. Ah… memories…

I also love looking at the pictures from New Year’s Eve Day, when we took our annual trip to St. Mark’s Lighthouse where Drew proposed. Again, I’m transported. Back to the beautiful beachside,

fun kite flying near alligator infested waters,

and revisiting the exact site where he proposed, where we shared a sweet, romantic kiss.

Er… sort of.

Reminiscing with these photos is a good way to keep my attitude in check. I am blessed. Too often I forget that as I get caught up in a workaday world where often my goal is simply to make it through the day. I have a loving, devoted husband who tells me he loves me about 80 times a day and who makes me laugh like no one else. I have an amazing house that God literally dropped in our laps that we’re slowly transforming into the home I’ve always dreamed of. I have fun memories of vacations and road trips, including random Sunday drives where we end up on a bridge on the Ochlockonee River.

Life is good.